They only live to survive
Like maggots, they exists
And kept stupidity alive
They are in a primitive state
Unpleasantness sealed their fate
They were born from the gutter
Flinging mud at each other
Rich and educated people don't care
If ever they would disappear
That's why they're targeted like cattle
Since they are less hassle
Abducted by aliens known only as fiction
They explored them for experimentation
Surgical machines far superior than ours
Dissecting consciously for hours
Their parts were bound to different bodies
Of unfamiliar extraterrestrial species
Anatomizing again and again
Reanimating and killing in disdain
Perfecting by exterminating all flaws
Injecting substances in dose
They were once subhumans and dying
Now they're unique and terrifying
They don't feel like humans anymore
But test subjects screaming NO MORE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I will never come to America to be an alien. I would rather scream here in Africa with poverty and all. SCREAM! ! ! ! ! !